Han Hu felt a burst of vitality enter his body, his breathing was still weak but became steady, and the qi coming out was proportional to the qi coming in. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 On the contrary, Han Fei's face became worse and worse, and his wrists were trembling slightly.

Han Hu clenched Han Fei's wrist and said intermittently, "It's useless...... Of, no, look at my ...... Behind. ”

Han Fei lifted Han Hu's body slightly, a shocking wound was directly behind the heart, blood vessels were visible, and the flowing blood had dried up, even if there was wild ginseng, it was too late.

Han Fei knew that it was useless, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and the bubbling blood continued to enter Han Hu's mouth.

Han Hu pushed Han Fei's wrist away and roared: "Be sober, Fei, I know that you are a person who values love, but sometimes it is easy to lose your reason and judgment and take your own life for nothing." ”

After roaring, Han Hu's face became even paler, and he didn't even have the strength to breathe. Han Fei withdrew his wrist and said softly, "Big brother, I was wrong. ”

Seeing that Han Fei admitted his mistake, Han Hu's attitude softened, and said, "Carry me to the house." ”

Han Fei did so directly, and as soon as he entered the house, there was a sound of footsteps outside the courtyard.

Han Hu said to Han Fei: "The most central ...... under the bed in your room The floor tiles, press hard...... Press it and it will ...... There will be a dark passage, there is a torch not far from the dark passage, you take out the torch and light it and come back to pick me up, hurry up. ”

Han Fei immediately rushed to his room, crawled to the bottom of the bed, and pressed down a floor tile in the center. As the floor tiles sank, there was a rumbling sound on the ground, and the half of the floor tiles near the head of the bed gradually sank. Two or three minutes passed before the change stopped.

At this time, there were gunshots outside, and it should be that Han Hu and the outsiders in the courtyard exchanged fire. Han Fei's heart became more and more anxious, and he entered the tunnel in the dark, and sure enough, he found a torch not far away. Han Fei took the torch off the wall, and there was a sound of blinking, and the floor tiles above Han Fei's head were restored to their original state, and there was no trace of the tunnel at all.

Han Fei knocked the sealed tunnel, but did not get the slightest response. The gunshots outside the tunnel were still piercing, and from time to time there were screams from people outside the house. Han Fei sat at the entrance of the tunnel, tears flowing uncontrollably. Facing Han Hu, who is both his brother and father, Han Fei can no longer hide his emotions, no matter if the sky is falling, he has no relatives to suffer the bad luck brought by him.

Gradually, the gunfire outside stopped, and a crack in the red tiles shot into the tunnel.

Han Hu's voice also penetrated into Han Fei's ears through the floor tiles, "Fei, you go quickly, I'll do a good job, Steward Zhang will think that you and I will be buried in the fire at the same time." Actually, I've always been jealous of you, he left me at the beginning, and instead stayed by your side. I was like a tool in his eyes, he never smiled at me, but his eyes were full of doting when he looked at you. Now, I'm going to find him in another world and tell him what I haven't said. I'm going to ask him if he's ever thought of me as his son. Now, I'm going to tell you the truth, in fact, we are not half-brothers at all, I am just a wild seed picked up by that man. All these years of taking care of you are to repay the favor, and all the smiles are fake. In the end, Han Hu's voice was full of pathos, which was a more sad thing than death.

Han Fei knocked on the floor tiles vigorously and said loudly: "Father has always felt sorry for you, brother, he has always regarded his brother as his son. When I was very young, I used to see my father staring at a picture of my brother in a daze. ”

Han Fei, who was outside the tunnel, burst into tears, but his tone did not change at all, "When I meet him in another world, I will ask him in person." As for you, you are exactly the same as the person back then, you hit the south wall and don't look back, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss. Put away your weakness, and those who are more emotional than rational are all stupid. ”

It seems to be sarcastic, but in fact it seems to be enlightening. But the authorities are confused, and Han Fei may not be able to figure it out until after the fact. At that time, due to Han Hu's sacrifice, these words may be more acceptable to Han Fei.

After finishing speaking, Han Hu closed his eyes and waited for the flames to add to his body, waiting for death. No matter how Han Fei yelled behind him, his face was calm, but he had a feeling of relief.

After a long time, the place where Han Fei had lived for sixteen years became a ruin, and Han Fei in the tunnel was exhausted.

"The pain of life, the sorrow of death." This sentence popped up in Han Fei's mind for no reason. The deceased is gone, the living grieve, assimilated by the times or moving on. Basically everyone encounters this multiple-choice question, and they can't escape these two answers.

"I'd rather be miserable than sad, and I can't choose, so help others have the right to choose." Han Fei made his own decision, and Han Hu's death became a catalyst that prompted him to grow up, prompted him to choose his own path earlier, and prompted him to face his heart.

Han Fei tried to light the torch with gunpowder, but the torch had obviously not been used for a long time, and he couldn't light it anyway. Helpless, Han Fei had no choice but to grope his way forward, and as soon as he took half a step, he was slid by the moss that grew in the darkness, and his whole body moved forward like a slide. Han Fei tried to support the wall to stop, but the wall was also full of moss, and there was no friction at all, so he couldn't stop at all.

Fortunately, because there was no friction, Han Fei was not hurt, and simply let the mosses carry him away, and he was happy, but Han Fei always held the gun in his hand.

A glimmer of light stinged Han Fei's eyes, and there was a faint exit in front of him. Han Fei shot at the rock wall at the exit, clearing out a clean stone wall. When passing by, hold it with your hand and forcibly stop your sliding body.

Han Fei poked his head out of the hole, blocked the light from the outside world with his hands, and inhaled the fresh air from the outside world. But a familiar stench entered Han Fei's nose, and Han Fei almost vomited. When I opened my eyes, it was the valley from last night.

Last night's scenes surged into Han Fei's heart again, "I don't know what happened to Qin'er?" Han Fei thought to himself.

In the valley on the other side, Lao Jin once again used leaves to drip water into Qin'er's mouth. Another small bowl of warm water belly, Qin'er's lost water has almost been replaced. But there was no sign of waking up, Lao Jin turned around and planned to find some more branches to boil water, when a Qianqianyu hand gently grabbed the corner of Lao Jin's clothes.

Lao Jin hurriedly turned around and looked at Qin'er.

Qin'er's face was already very good, no different from before the accident, but her eyes revealed tiredness, which was completely different from the agility when she first met Han Fei. Qin'er's eyes rolled a few times, but she didn't find any trace of Han Fei, turned back to look at Lao Jin, and said, "Uncle Jin, I'm worried about you, I'm fine." ”

Lao Jin's face turned dark, stern and terrifying.

Qin'er stuck out her tongue embarrassedly and said, "Uncle Jin, if you exchange your life for your father's life, you will definitely make the same choice as me, right?" ”

Lao Jin didn't eat this at all, and still stared at the girl sternly.

A painful look suddenly appeared on Qin'er's face, and she muttered, "Water, water." ”

Lao Jin knew that there was a ninety percent chance of a girl's outfit, but his face still turned worried, and he brought the water over and fed the girl as before.

Qin'er resisted, "Uncle Jin, people are not children anymore, and they are almost recovering, let me do it myself." ”

Lao Jin was unmoved, and fed the water unhurriedly. Qin'er had no choice but to passively accept it.

"Carefully calculated, I have three fathers, my father is fair but strict, and the two godfathers protect her everywhere, especially the stupid and lovely godfather in front of me, so that I feel the care of my mother when I was a child. However, the two godfathers respected their father and volunteered to be his subordinates, unwilling to be equal to their father, and only willing to let themselves be called uncles. ”

Memories came back to Qin'er's heart with the warmth of the past, and of course mixed with pain. In life, you are not afraid of someone speaking coldly and stabbing you twice, and the most afraid thing is that no one will treat you gently. Sometimes, that little bit of warmth is the reason why you go on with a smile, and the reason why you treat others gently.

"Godfather." The former title subconsciously floated out of Qin'er's mouth and fell on Lao Jin's heart.

Lao Jin's heart warmed, but his face showed a stern look, and he shook his head slightly, signaling that he could not do this in the future. But it can't be as scary as just now, after all, there is love in the heart.